The Midday Sun

Our immensely talented Chef, Jeff Clark, is now serving a proper English tea every day.

The fundamental difference between a restaurant and a pub was that a pub was the place where we c...

My handyman, and I use the term loosely, gives up drinking for the month of January every year, b...

Christmas in England lasts for a week. From Christmas Eve until New Year’s Day, the country remai...

When I was a child, my father, an extravagant man who believed in extravagant holidays, took us t...

This summer we escaped to Limehouse. The East End of London isn’t what it used to be. In the birt...

In the first newsletter I promised to reveal the origins of Mad Dogs. It was the summer of 1991 a...

It’s my birthday this month and, no, I won’t be doing anything special. Next year at 75 there wil...

High up above the hostess desk at Mad Dogs is a Smiths poster signed by Morrissey. I am told it’s...

I was recently taken to dinner at Predalina, one of our partner's other restaurants. It was a sub...